Allison sits at the back of the history classroom. Her teacher talks to the class about William Churchill. Allison draws small pictures in the corner of her page, purposely avoiding his occasional glances.
She desperately waits for the bell to ring and set her free however when it finally does, her freedom is destroyed. "Miss Amobi, can you stay back a moment? I'd like to discuss your latest homework assignment." Mr Ward requests.
Allison takes a breath and gathers her things together. It was her second last class of the day and she really didn't want to do this right now, the last class thankfully being a study period. Regardless, she lets the rest of her class leave and makes her way towards his desk at the front.
"How are you Lis?" He smiles. A nickname the man adopted was not one the girl was too fond of.
"I'm fine." She nods unconvincingly. Mr Ward sighs, "You can talk to me Lis, you know that don't you?" He asks, placing his hand on the young girls cheek.
"Yeah." She nods with a small smile.
"So what's bothering you?" He asks. "Just a little stressed, with classes and stuff." Allison tells, leaning back on a desk in the front row.
"Well I have a free period next. I'm a great stress reliever." Elliot grins, placing his hands on the girls shoulders and rubbing them gently, sending a chilling shiver down her back.
"I have a study period. I should probably be studying." Allison starts trying to get away however whilst she speaks, Mr Ward closes the blinds to his classroom. "Elliot.." she starts.
Instead he locks the door and walks towards her. He hushes her seductively and places his hand on her shoulder.
"Elliot seriously." Allison insists. Despite her protest, Mr Ward loops his fingers around the strap of her vest. "You know you want it Lis." He convinces.
He doesn't let her get another word in before he pulls her strap down, his fingers dancing on her now revealed bra strap.
Allison's heart beat quickens. The twos secret love affair had been going on for almost 5 years now, since the girl was 12. Allison is now almost 18 and understands how wrong the relationship is. He had been seducing her ever since then, telling her how much he loved her.
Elliot Ward is in his 40's. He had a wife and two kids until his wife passed. However his two living daughters are both friends of Allison.
"Yeah. Okay." She smiles a little, giving him permission to continue.
His hand slowly trails down her waist until reaching the bottom of her shirt. He pulls it off leaving her wearing only jean shorts and her bra.
Mr Ward quickly undresses himself until he's naked. He lifts Allison off the desk, then slams her against the classroom wall.
He unbuttons her shorts and lets them drop to the floor.
Mr Ward wastes no time slipping the girls underwear off and getting started. Mr Ward doesn't care much about her satisfaction, only focussing about his own release.
When he's finished he gets redressed quickly and leaves the girl laying naked on the school desk her peers sit at every week.
"You should be going Lis. Don't want to get me in trouble do we?" He laughs.
Allison breathes deeply and stands. He watches carefully, assessing her body as she redresses herself embarrassingly.
She leaves his classroom shamefully. Nobody knows what happens in that classroom however her knowing feels just as bad as if the whole world knew.
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Partners in crime | Ravi Singh
Hayran Kurgu"I can't trust many people anymore. But I trust you, Ravi. And I think I love you." Everyone knows the house. Everyone fears the house. Everyone knows the killer of Andie Bell lived there, And so did Allison Amobi. That is until her sister started...
